Baldwin Danielsâ deduced direction seemed to differ from Ethan Smith and the man with the mustache.
He pointed to the east, while Ethan Smith and the man with mustache believed it was in the southeast.
âWhy the difference?â Ethan Smith was puzzled.
The man with the mustache explained, âThere are too many uncertainties in the Path of Heaven, so different results can happen each time.â
âNormally, masters deduce multiple times to determine the position.â
Ethan Smith frowned, âDoes that mean our result might not be authentic either?â
âNo.â The mustached man shook his head.
âI mean, for ordinary Dharma Treasure to appear, the signs of the birth of ten-thousand-year-old medicinal materials are quite obvious, so our speculation wonât be a problem.â
Ethan Smith stroked his chin and said, âThat means thereâs a problem with Baldwin Daniels.â
Man with the mustache lightly snorted, âBaldwin Daniels has ordinary talent, and heâs a vain guy.â
âHe relies on his abilities to seek social status all day long, so his abilities naturally deteriorate.â
Ethan Smith nodded slightly.
As the mustached man said, people with real strength didnât need to struggle for social status.
Wealth and status were merely byproducts of oneâs strength.
âMaster Daniels, weâre counting on you this time.â Ms. Hayward laughed.
Baldwin Daniels waved his hand casually, smiling, âItâs just a trivial matter; not worth mentioning.â
People around continued to boast about Baldwin Daniels, calling him a master and a prophet.
All the flattery made Baldwin Daniels a little smug.
âHeh, it seems anyone can be a master these days.â The mustache man couldnât hold back, muttering under his breath.
Though his voice was low, it was still heard clearly.
âWhat did you say?â Ms. Hayward squinted her eyes.
The mustache man shuddered and quickly smiled, âNothing, nothing. I was just talking nonsense.â
Ms. Hayward had already been looking for an opportunity to deal with the mustache man. She would hardly let it go now.
Suddenly, Ms. Hayward led the crowd towards him.
âAre you mocking Master Daniels?â Ms. Hayward said coldly.
âI already saw that you arenât a good person. Now you dare to talk nonsense?â
The man with a mustache said awkwardly, âI⦠I didnât mean that. You heard wrong⦠â
Ms. Hayward coldly snorted, âI heard wrong? Are you saying I have bad ears?â
âYes, it means you have bad ears.â Ethan Smith couldnât stand it anymore.
He stepped in front of the mustache man and coldly said, âOld beast, what if I say you have bad ears?â
Ms. Haywardâs face changed slightly, and her aura surged dramatically.
Her eyes turned, but she was not in a hurry to make a move.
Ms. Hayward had many tricks up her sleeves, knowing that attacking Ethan Smith now would deplete her strength.
After the birth of the ten-thousand-year-old medicinal materials, she would lose her competitiveness.
So, Ms. Hayward sneered, âI donât mind you mocking me, but what do you mean by mocking Master Daniels?â
âYeah! What do you mean? Do you doubt Master Danielsâ ability?!â someone nearby shouted.
Baldwin Daniels also had a mocking smile, âWhat did you say earlier? I didnât hear you clearly.â
Ethan Smith glanced at Baldwin Daniels and sneered, âSeems your ears arenât working well either, fine, let me repeat it for him.â
âYou, Master Daniels, are worth fuck all, with a success rate of only 20%. A broken-backed dog obsessed with vanity, Iâm even giving you face by insulting you!â
âDid you hear it clearly this time?â
A few words left Baldwin Danielsâ face icy cold.
He glared at Ethan Smith, saying sinisterly, âYou dare look down on me? Do you know anything about deducing heavenly secrets?â
âI didnât know half an hour ago, but I know now.â Ethan Smith smirked.
âAnd my ability is probably superior to yours.â
Master Daniels couldnât help but laugh out loud, âHahaha! Your ability is superior to mine? Do you even know about the Path of Heaven?â
âLet me tell you, there are very few people under heaven who can deduce heavenly secrets! You dare to brag based on that?â
Ethan Smith sneered, âYouâre just trash. Youâre just a mediocre man. Your predictions are inaccurate even after multiple attempts, and you dare to deceive.â
âIâll tell you, we also deduced the same position.â
Baldwin Daniels scoffed, âDid you hear me mention that position? Now youâre pretending it was your own deduction?â
âDonât flatter yourself. Our deduced position is different from yours.â Ethan Smith snorted.
âOnly idiots would go east.â
After a few exchanges, Baldwin Daniels could hold back no more.
He glared at Ethan Smith and yelled, âYou can insult me, but now you insult my abilities! You disrespect the Path of Heaven! This is blasphemy!â
âFucking blasphemy, my ass. Donât wave your flag here.â Ethan Smith laughed.
âPath of Heaven? You know nothing about the Path of Heaven.â
Baldwin Danielsâ face grew darker.
He took a deep breath and said, âDisrespecting me is also disrespecting Heaven! If I donât kill him, Iâll anger Heaven and bring disaster!â
These words were clearly meant to agitate.
âI think Master Daniels is right.â Ms. Hayward echoed.
As a result, more than twenty Marquises crowded forward.
They surrounded Ethan Smith and his companions, emitting a powerful murderous spirit.
Ethan Smith looked coldly at the people around him and said, âWhat a bunch of brainless fools. Obviously, heâs using you. Canât you see that?â
âThis has nothing to do with you.â Someone nearby said coldly.
Ms. Hayward clasped her hands behind her back and said lightly, âThis man has a deep grudge against my Capital City Martial Arts Association.â
As soon as her words came out, everyone was even more eager and seemed poised to act.
âPlease donât kill him, leave him with a dogâs life, and then ruin him.â Ms. Hayward said with a sly smile.
Ethan Smith looked coldly at Ms. Hayward and said, âOld beast, remember this: Iâll ruin that pet of yours later!â
Mentioning Broderick, Ms. Haywardâs face darkened again.
âTake action, everyone. The Capital City Martial Arts Association will owe you all a favor.â Ms. Hayward said coldly.
Murderous spirits surged, and the auras of more than twenty Marquises were extremely powerful.
Ethan Smith couldnât help but feel the pressure, even despite his strength.
âMustache man, protect Clare Richardson.â Ethan Smith glanced at the mustache man.
Then, Ethan Smith strode forward, and the Golden Light erupted from his body!
The domineering aura made everyoneâs hearts tremble!
âCome on! I, Ethan Smith, fear no one!â Ethan Smith roared, blood surging and his aura reaching its peak!